Still more labyrinthine buds the rose.
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture!
You never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live.
Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.
Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.
To do good things in the world, first you must know who you are and what gives meaning to your life.